Thursday last; I was having lunch with 2 of my cousins at The Plough in Cadsden, Cadsden Road, Princes Risborough. I saw Susan nearly 2 years ago and as for Sonja that’s at least 10 years ago.
We had a lovely lunch and it was nice to re-connect with them.
The weather wasn’t encouraging a walk in the forest.
As of today, I am no longer the owner of this vintage traveling trunk.
I sold it to my Handyman who came this morning to do a lot of work; but we decided to wait with most of the items on my list until after DJH has finished their work. He did though make the ceiling in my downstairs cupboard good; and between us we managed to remove the air went pipe bend from that cupboard. I feel tempted to use it as a flower pot holder in the garden.
I have a gentleman who used to be my neighbour. He comes when I text him to collects all of my PC related rejects. The charity he is involved with regularly sends lorry loads of stuff to somewhere in Africa. It is nice to know that my rejects are not just being flogged on; but actually being re-used.
He came today to pick up: 7 boxes, 3 touch screens till monitors, a couple of till card-readers, 3 dead PCs, 1 laser printer, 1 dead printer and lots of power leads and this and that’s.
My garage and conservatory are now looking rather empty and I can start tidying them up.
I will get rid of more on “Facebook Marketplace”, some for sale and some for free; the more the better!
I checked what would go by advertising “11 mostly white pillow cases” for free, they found a new home within 24 hours. Not bad at all.
I was playing at MK Casino and had 4700 chips already in the pot. We were heads up, the person in front of me bets 3000, I told him that I only have 600 left and calls.
He then chucks his cards, not into the middle of the table but, straight to the right of him into the muck. Suddenly he realises that I had called and retrieves his cards from the muck.
I had a 9 for the straight, he had an ‘Ace’ for the straight; BUT in my eyes, he had mucked his cards so the pot was mine, in the managers eyes it was his because of his ‘Ace’.
It didn’t matter how much I argued that he had mucked his cards and that he wasn’t paying attention to my move; I lost.
There is a new buzz word for the English dictionary and it is the most wonderful word and situation in the world.
It is HYGGE.
I went out today and purchased a little book called “HYGGE – Comfort and Food for the Soul” as I just had to see what the unknown author (I can’t find the name anywhere) had to explain what HYGGE is. I had to smile at the cover that used 10-12 word just to try to translate it and 10 more words to define it.
What can I say HYGGE is just that very hyggeligt.
So I can only say to all my friends and followers have a lovely HYGGELIG New Year eve